Dying and Everything in between

01| The Big Bang

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Soft moans and the sound of sloppy kisses filled up the car that was safely parked in the garage of someone Lucas didn't really care about. But before he could do anything further to the girl he puked all over her half-naked boobs.

That was the most normal thing Lucas Andrews could remember from his not-so-normal life.

At that moment he thought it was glamorous. Although now thinking about losing his virginity to a girl he barely knew in a car that was not his was not an ideal situation to be in.

But it was as normal as things could be for an awkward angsty teenager to get a quick splash of experience.

Unfortunately for him, what he thought would be a quick and fun experience turned out to be life-scarring not because he puked on a girl's half-naked body but because soon after he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.

More specifically, his pancreas was a breeding ground for some cancerous mass to make its home and kinda kill him in the process.

In the beginning, his diagnosis wasn't a problem for him. Or well, he thought he would make it and get better even though cancer treatment was pretty hellish. What he didn't expect was for it to have the power to change his entire life.

Most people when they get to know that they probably will not live much longer, they freak out. Some people cry, some people lash out; some people vow to explore all the inches of the world until their last dying breath.

When Lucas got the news, he didn't know how he should have felt.

Lucas was nothing more than an average teenager. He was on the soccer team, but he wasn't passionate enough to be on the starting lineup. His grades were not great. It was good enough to barely get him into a mediocre college.

He was not someone extraordinary or someone worth looking at and thinking, wow, I really wanna figure you out. He was just there. Not in the shadows but also not in the spotlight.

He could be explained as the book on the shelf somebody would pass by because the cover wasn't interesting, or someone would flip through the pages and decide it wasn't worth the time.

But when he got the news, in those moments it was like all pages were being ripped and stomped on mercilessly. It was like he was rusted and no one wanted to put him back on the shelf because he wasn't meant to be there.

Lucas wanted to come to terms with his situation. Although it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be.

He lost all his 'friends' because they were all repulsed as his treatments started showing signs. He couldn't play soccer because, as much as he wanted to, his whole body would jetlag, leaving him bedridden. Energy was hard to come by, and he wasn't needed or good enough to have a spot saved for him. So, he quit that too.

And his grades fell so bad, that he nearly flunked senior year. His aunt had to work something out with the school so he could at least graduate, and even though he did manage to get by, it wasn't like he had a future and his high school degree would help him in any way.

Lucas couldn't remember what being normal felt like. All he knew now were four bland walls, the rhythmic drop of an IV, the reclining chair with the vomit bucket, and the juice carton that honestly mocked him. If only a juice box could mock a person.

As if his situation couldn't get any worse, it somehow did. It was like a cruel joke fate played on him.

The cancerous mass in his pancreas had spread more and there was no cure for him to get better.